Page 22 of Yours to Lose
Me
Your brain is a weird place.
Jo
You truly have no idea.
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Me
Why are you sending me a gift card to a store called Happy Socks?
Jo
Because it’s National Lost Sock Memorial Day. Keep up.
Me
I don’t need new socks.
Jo
Everyone always needs new socks. Because they get lost. Hence, a memorial day for lost socks.
Me
It’s in Times Square.
Jo
I know, isn’t it great?
Me
You know Times Square is, like, objectively the worst place in Manhattan, right?
Jo
Is it? I love it there.
Me
That is entirely unsurprising.
Jo
You’re the kind of Upper West Sider who never goes below 59th Street, aren’t you?
Me
The hospital is between 58th and 59th and the good coffee cart is between 57th and 58th, so technically I go below 59th Street.
Jo
That doesn’t count.
Homework. Go to Happy Socks and buy the most insane pair you can find. Put them on and text me a picture.
